THREE OF SWORDS
I lay like a five pointed star on the black hardwood floor, trying to think myself out of feeling or into crying. I was dying for catharsis and considering how much I wanted to die. It is terrifying to be an intelligent person and feel as if your mind has been robbed from you...
MOTHER OF WANDS
There is a girl who gives permission. She practices radical self love, sometimes slowly, sometimes quickly. She dances everyday, collaborates with tenderness, panache, and indecision. She knits vulnerability onto her sleeve and...
NINE OF CUPS
I sighed as I rubbed water marks off the cups my mother asked me to set out on the dining table. My cousin’s long blonde curls swept over my arm as she placed forks over napkins I knew the perfectionist in me would have to refold. Still, there was a warmth that...
FOUR OF SWORDS
In moments of upheaval and confusion, shock and fury, it is natural to want to react. To do something. To fight and to fix. To cause a ruckus and a storm. To enlist in war when deep in our guts, we hunger for peace...
FIVE OF SWORDS
I sat on my heels, knees spread, shoving slate grey socks into a crevice in my overpacked bag. You were gabbing away, Indian-style legs sinking deep into my mattress, words lost in the stream of sage smoke floating above...
MOTHER OF PENTACLES
"You can ask for more love,” your voice whispered through the phone to my stifling sobs. I wanted desperately to believe you but your words held the stunning weight of impossibility against the ache in my chest. I explained through...
FIVE OF SWORDS
It’s Scorpio season witches. "Down, down, down we go. Where it stops, the River Styx glows. Fill up your cups and begin to regrow." The Five of swords bears conflict – tension that terminates, ties sliced and...
TEN OF PENTACLES
Let’s examine what it means to be selfish. To have our cake and eat it too. To give ourselves the gift of time. To host a deep-sit with our deep seated needs and not shy away. To take our babies out of the corner and put them on...
ACE OF WANDS
The Ace of Wands is an invitation to awareness and a warning to action. This week breathes power in the form of potential. Potential for inspiration, change, conflict. Potential for...
DAUGHTER OF WANDS
The Daughter of Wands is the freshest form of fire. It is the candle flickering in the morning light. The embers floating in the air cast by the stream of your breath into your sage smudgestick as you clear away the energy...
SON OF SWORDS + III | THE EMPRESS
The Son of Swords is a seeker. Sharp eyes, sharp dives and you can be sure he’ll come up with the snitch and he’s ready to share it. This week is all about connection and contribution. We are in full Libra swing and...
